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Drabble: Unexpected But Most Welcome (16)
Title: Unexpected But Most Welcome (16)
Pairing: Neville/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I make nothing.
Warnings: dirty talk, D/s dynamic, Dom Neville, sub Draco, light biting, masochistic Draco, a touch of humiliation, praise!kink, hair pulling, blow jobs, face-fucking, restraint, bondage, rimming, fingering, intergluteal sex, anal sex, rough sex, wall sex, sofa sex, desk sex, bed sex.
A/N: This is part of an on-going drabble series, posting weekly. You can catch up here: Part ONE, Part TWO, Part THREE, Part FOUR, Part FIVE, Part SIX, Part SEVEN, Part EIGHT, Part NINE, Part TEN, Part ELEVEN, Part TWELVE, Part THIRTEEN, Part FOURTEEN, Part FIFTEEN or on AO3.
He wanted to moan as he felt the drip of spit roll down his cock, but the sound was muted before it could begin. He was so hard; he wanted to touch himself, or brace his hands against Neville’s strong thighs, or grab his arse to urge him on.
His hands stayed clasped behind his back.
Neville still had one hand in Draco’s hair as he pumped his cock in and out of Draco’s mouth. The other came down to cup his cheek. Draco looked up at him through damp lashes, his eyes watering with the force of Neville’s thrusts.
Part SEVENTEEN
Pairing: Neville/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I make nothing.
Warnings: dirty talk, D/s dynamic, Dom Neville, sub Draco, light biting, masochistic Draco, a touch of humiliation, praise!kink, hair pulling, blow jobs, face-fucking, restraint, bondage, rimming, fingering, intergluteal sex, anal sex, rough sex, wall sex, sofa sex, desk sex, bed sex.
A/N: This is part of an on-going drabble series, posting weekly. You can catch up here: Part ONE, Part TWO, Part THREE, Part FOUR, Part FIVE, Part SIX, Part SEVEN, Part EIGHT, Part NINE, Part TEN, Part ELEVEN, Part TWELVE, Part THIRTEEN, Part FOURTEEN, Part FIFTEEN or on AO3.
He wanted to moan as he felt the drip of spit roll down his cock, but the sound was muted before it could begin. He was so hard; he wanted to touch himself, or brace his hands against Neville’s strong thighs, or grab his arse to urge him on.
His hands stayed clasped behind his back.
Neville still had one hand in Draco’s hair as he pumped his cock in and out of Draco’s mouth. The other came down to cup his cheek. Draco looked up at him through damp lashes, his eyes watering with the force of Neville’s thrusts.
Part SEVENTEEN